Meng Chao had obtained this chance, and he didn't plan to hide it. After all, the moment he got started, he had already realized it was a hurdle for others to even practice this technique without obtaining a special opportunity or having a very high-level understanding.
He had wanted to attempt it by himself and failed significantly, something that reminded him he was just ordinary.
Besides, he didn't need to hand it in; after all, no one would question him on how he had activated his physical talent.
At most, it would only raise some interest. What truly mattered was how he would rise in the future.
It was just that he was planning to visit the school the next day and meet with Mr. Chen to register as someone who had reached entry through the cultivation technique.
This would give him a chance to enter the unique space set up by the federation for those who have reached the entry level of the cultivation method.
He didn't plan to act like everyone else, as his technique was already at the perfection of the first chapter.
With enough time and energy, he would be able to rise to the third Heaven of Xiantian just using this.
What was even more important was that, after he entered the Xiantian Realm, he would be allowed access to two free low-level combat techniques.
His sister was someone who had chosen sword techniques, and he had not yet made any plans about this. It was just that with his current cultivation path, he would have to consider this issue seriously.
He wasn't from a famous clan with their own skills either.
When he sat in place, he seemed to have been thrown back to the events of yesterday.
He vividly remembered that party and the damage it almost did to him, and how everyone just made him realize his inferiority.
He had never thought things would end up like this.
When he was leaving, due to his heightened senses, he heard even more things that made him understand he couldn't judge people by their appearance.
It turned out that he had been turned into a clown, and even Jin Ning, who had appeared near the flowers, was not there with good intentions.
When he was leaving, he heard her talking to someone hidden in the shadows. It was probably some Xiantian expert from her Jin clan.
He asked what had just happened, and she said, "He has been slapped with reality. These rats always want to try to rise, but they forget that bloodline also matters when it comes to talent. It is also good this way; it disgusts me to sit in the same place with these rats."
When he remembered how she had presented herself as someone friendly, he seemed to realize how naive he had been.
Even though the others had indifferent or unfriendly attitudes towards him, it was them who were honest.
He had always thought that those from martial backgrounds were privileged and enjoyed the best, but at this moment, he didn't have any good feelings for them.
In the future, he definitely would keep his distance from them.
The good thing was that as long as you could accumulate enough contribution points, the Federation would offer corresponding resources as long as they were present.
It was why his sister was always on missions, all to fund her cultivation and purchase of combat skills and equipment.
Standing up, he seemed to recall the other booklet that had only four golden symbols.
"No rush! Given my current situation, I find it difficult to understand. Wait until the Branch glows brightly again and try again." He thought secretly.
He had already seen that the Metamorphosis Scripture was real, and as such, the booklet should also hold some crucial secrets as well.
He finally decided to see the effect of the cultivation technique. Even though he didn't have access to the energy meter that could allow him to enter the first heaven of the Xiantian realm, he couldn't help but want to see the effect of the technique.
Instead of adopting a meditative posture, he began making strange movements with his body.
If anyone else were to see this, they would be astounded.
It was because this method resembled some of the Yoga tactics, but was more complex.
He was stiff at the beginning, but as time passed, he got fluent, and his actions seemed to follow some trend between heaven and earth.
It appeared as though it was getting complex and then returning to simplicity.
When he could perform these actions easily, he discovered that they resulted in a strange, unconscious breathing pattern.
But before he could even finish it, he felt as though he was drowning.
His entire body felt stinging pain as though needles were pricking him from all directions.
He then coughed uncomfortably; his entire face turned pale.
"What the hell!" He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.
"Is this the consequence of trying to practice cultivation technique without entering the Xiantian realm or lacking Xiantian Qi?" He was scared and decided not to try it anymore.
"Forget it! I won't practice anymore. I can still wait until tomorrow to visit the school." He had been anxious and thus ignored common sense.
As long as he entered the Xiantian stage, he could cultivate without needing resources, except that the speed would be very slow.
However, with a sufficient understanding of technique, those with resources would not find it difficult to advance.
Having come to this understanding, he stopped trying to force himself to accomplish the impossible.
He was also able to understand that for those who hadn't reached that Xiantian realm, it was indeed impossible to rise without support from the Federation.
Of course, those with strong families were not exceptions, as they still required help to enter the Xiantian realm.
He didn't know if this was the case for higher realms, but it was still considered a lesson anyway.
When he was thinking of heading back into the room, he felt his phone vibrate.
The phone wasn't a smartphone, so one would expect a burner phone to be the most advanced technology.
Opening the flip phone, he saw a message from Fatty Liu.
"Bro! Why did you leave yesterday without letting me know? How about meeting tomorrow before I go to Mr. Chen to register my entry-level cultivation technique success?"
"Okay!" Meng Chao just typed this and flipped the phone.
He was also interested in visiting, but it seemed he had different goals from this Boundless Bear, Liu Yan.
To have such a nickname was clearly enough to explain many things.
Over the two years, Meng Chao had been focused on a lot of things and had overlooked some.
He didn't cut off Fatty Liu because he felt it was unnecessary.
Other than the information he could obtain from this guy, Fatty Liu was still more approachable than the other kids at school.
Of course, he was going to keep a distance from now on, and this was the best he could do.
He had not forgotten the events of yesterday, but he was somewhat glad he was invited to that party, as the Metamorphosis Scripture was obtained, perhaps due to him.
The invitation allowed the following events to happen; as such, he was grateful to Fatty Liu, and once he got the chance, he didn't mind repaying him.
He hadn't planned on telling him about it and would let nature take its course.
Meng Chao's instincts told him that since the Metamorphosis Scripture was so miraculous, the booklet must also be something extraordinary, and he couldn't reveal it at all.
He trusted this intuition and decided that even if he gave away the Metamorphosis Scripture, he would not mention the booklet.
Even though he wasn't able to utilize the breathing exercises, he was already able to guess something from the events that had just unfolded.
If he obtained Xiantian Qi, it would likely be used to temper his body.
He had already learned about those who entered the entry-level cultivation technique.
The results were clearly the opening of the Dantian in the human body.
He had not sensed anything like this, and yet he had managed to go beyond entry to the perfection of the first chapter.
Even a fool could already see the vast difference between the two cultivation techniques. He had been wondering what good a physical body talent such as endless devouring could amount to, but now he had some guesses.
Calming himself down, he walked back towards the house.
Even though it was the weekend, he couldn't see his parents' figures. They hadn't gone to work today; instead, his father had probably gone out to hang out with those friends across the street, playing chess just under the tree.
His mother was probably shopping, and his sister was the only person left at home.
"Is elder sister locked up in her room again, meditating?"
He was just wondering when he heard a shocked voice, "Chao! You have achieved entry into the cultivation technique?"